If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

Gaowu No.1 Middle School, Auditorium.

Due to a sudden invasion by a Tier 3 alien beast during the practical assessment, the three-day assessment was abruptly suspended.

At this moment, more than 3,000 teachers and students from the entire school gathered together. The oppressive and fearful atmosphere had long since dissipated, replaced by an almost frenzied excitement.

"Have you heard? Last night, the military discovered a crater a hundred meters deep in those ruins! An entire miniature beast horde was stomped into a rain of blood by a passing Grandmaster of External Strength!"

"Nonsense, this news has been circulating like wildfire! I heard that a secluded camera captured that senior's profile; he was wearing a mysterious mask, had no true energy, and relied entirely on his physical strength—he was practically a god!"

"My God, if I could just meet that Grandmaster, my life would be worth it..."

Amidst the clamor of discussion, Lin Yuan, wearing his wrinkled, unwashed old school uniform, quietly walked through the corridor and headed towards the formation of Class 2, Grade 12.

Along the way, countless contemptuous, mocking, and even gloating glances fell upon him.

"Hey, isn't this Lin Yuan, the 'Sewer Miracle'?"

"The school beauty Liu died, while this good-for-nothing survived by crawling into a latrine. It's true that good people don't live long."

"Go away, you stink, don't bother us."

Lin Yuan ignored him, his eyes remaining calm and unmoved.

For a monster like him who had already compressed his vital energy 100,010 times, the mockery of these peers was like a baby waving a wooden stick at a dragon, which only looked ridiculous.

"Lin Yuan! Over here!"

A chubby hand suddenly reached out from the crowd and grabbed Lin Yuan's arm.

That was Lin Yuan's only best friend at school—Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai is chubby and nicknamed "Fat Hai". His family runs a small martial arts school. Although he has some money, his talent is so poor that he has only reached the second level of Qi and Blood Realm after three years of hard work.

At this moment, Zhao Hai looked Lin Yuan up and down anxiously, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not missing any limbs.

"Holy crap, you actually survived! You scared the hell out of me!"

Zhao Hai lowered his voice and looked at Lin Yuan with a complicated expression.

"Ah Yuan, stay away from Zhang Kuang from now on. I heard from those snobs that Zhang Kuang blamed Liu Manman's death on you in front of the director."

"He's now a major contributor to the entire school, even considered a 'Grandmaster's successor.' We can't afford to offend him..."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "A successor to a Grandmaster?"

Zhao Hai looked around and mysteriously pulled two exquisite glass bottles out of his pocket.

Those were two bottles of "Intermediate Qi and Blood Nourishing Liquid" worth several thousand Federal Credits. The bottles were still warm from his body, clearly indicating that Zhao Hai had secretly taken them from the warehouse of his family's martial arts school.

"Here, take this. This is the best stuff I could get my hands on. You were pretty shaken up this time, so you'd better get some supplies."

Zhao Hai forcefully shoved the medicine into Lin Yuan's hand and sighed:

"Zhang Kuang has gone mad. He's bragging to the whole school that the mysterious grandmaster appeared in the ruins because he saw his potential and went to protect him secretly."

"The most outrageous thing is that quite a few people actually believed it!"

Lin Yuan looked at the heavy medicine in his hand, and then at Zhao Hai's chubby face covered in sweat.

In this era where human relationships are as thin as paper, Zhao Haiming knows he is a "good-for-nothing," yet he is still willing to steal his family's resources to help himself.

Lin Yuan accepted this favor.

"Thanks, Fatty Hai."

Lin Yuan calmly put away the medicine and looked towards the podium.

"As for arrogance... the higher you jump, the harder you fall."

Zhao Hai took Lin Yuan's words as a way of comforting him and shook his head with a wry smile.

Just then.

A sharp whistling sound came from the speakers on the platform.

The noisy auditorium fell silent instantly.

The principal of Gaowu No.1 Middle School, a dignified old man whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm, strode towards the podium.

Behind him followed the solemn-faced headmaster.

And... his arrogance, standing tall and proud, even wearing a brand new tactical vest.

Zhang Kuang was in high spirits at this moment. Although his left arm was still wrapped in bandages, his posture was like that of an unparalleled war god who had just returned in triumph.

"Students and teachers."

The principal's voice was steady and clear, carrying to every corner.

"Last night, we experienced an unprecedented crisis. But in this crisis, we saw the backbone of martial arts!"

"Zhang Kuang, the class monitor of Class 2, Grade 12, faced with the certain death of the third-tier monster Shadow Leopard, did not back down, but instead burned his life force and drew his sword to fight to the death!"

"He bought precious time for the reinforcements and brought glory to our school!"

Clap clap clap clap!

Thunderous applause instantly ignited the auditorium.

Zhang Kuang stepped forward, bowed deeply to the entire audience, his face displaying a perfect balance of humility and sorrow.

"Principal, you flatter me. Protecting our fellow students is a martial artist's duty."

The arrogant voice echoed through the auditorium via microphone.

"Although I tried my best but still couldn't save Liu Manman... thankfully, my efforts were not in vain."

"When that mysterious grandmaster descended, he glanced at me through the swirling dust."

The entire audience held their breath.

Zhang Kuang slightly raised his head, his eyes revealing a hint of intoxication and frenzied fabrication:

"At that moment, I felt as if I were seeing an insurmountable mountain. The senior didn't speak, but he nodded at me, as if praising my courage."

"Even after that senior crushed the beast tide with a single step, I vaguely heard a comment..."

Zhang Kuang paused deliberately.

Everyone's appetite was whetted to the bone.

The senior said, "This child has a bright future."

boom!

The auditorium completely exploded!

"Holy crap! A Grandmaster himself said the future is promising?!"

"It's confirmed! The Grandmaster definitely recognized the class monitor's talent, which is why he made a special move!"

"The Zhang family is about to rise to prominence! A future General-level, or even Marquis-level, expert is about to be born!"

The students in the audience were swept up in a frenzy of adoration.

The girls' eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to rush onto the stage.

Even the principal and the dean of students looked at Zhang Kuang with an undisguised fawning expression.

A promising talent spotted by a passing grandmaster is worth more than the entire High Martial Arts Academy!

In the corner, Zhao Hai was trembling with anger.

"Shameless! Utterly shameless! A Grandmaster has taken a liking to him? Why doesn't he just say the Grandmaster is his long-lost father?!"

Lin Yuan looked at the arrogant performer on stage, whose performance was almost perfect, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"He is indeed very talented in acting."

Just then.

Lin Yuan suddenly felt a sharp, scrutinizing gaze fall upon him.

He followed his senses and looked in that direction.

The "Tianjiao Zone" is located at the very front of the auditorium, right next to the stage.

A solitary and elegant figure sat there quietly.

It was a young girl.

She was wearing a simple white bodysuit, her long hair tied up high, revealing her slender, fair neck.

Her features were so exquisite that they seemed otherworldly, yet she exuded a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

Su Qinghan.

The true number one prodigy of Gaowu No.1 High School.

At only eighteen years old, she has already reached the Bone Forging Realm. Rumor has it that she even hunted down a second-tier Violent Ape on her own a week ago.

At this moment, Su Qinghan did not look at Zhang Kuang with the same fervor as the others.

On the contrary, a hint of disgust was visible in her beautiful eyes.

She knows Zhang Kuang too well.

As the granddaughter of a high-ranking military official, she had seen true powerhouses.

In the footprints left by the "White-Faced Grandmaster" who crushed the beast tide, she sensed a terrifying physical mass that was pure to the extreme, like the collapse of stars.

Would someone with that kind of power value someone as hypocritical and impetuous as Zhang Kuang?

It's absolutely ridiculous.

Su Qinghan's gaze slowly shifted horizontally, and for some reason, it inexplicably landed on Lin Yuan, who had always been treated as a good-for-nothing in the corner.

Everyone's faces were contorted with excitement and their breathing was rapid.

Only Lin Yuan.

He stood there quietly, without the slightest fluctuation of energy or blood in his body.

Normally, Su Qinghan would only think this person was a complete waste.

But at this moment, against the backdrop of the crowd's frenzy, Lin Yuan's calmness seemed too... out of place.

Like an abyss that has concealed all its sharpness, it remains unmoved no matter how fierce the storms outside.

"Incongruous..."

Su Qinghan parted her red lips slightly and murmured something in a voice only she could hear.

She had a gut feeling.

This boy, known as the "miracle loser," seems to be hiding something that can even block her senses.

"Ah Yuan, look! That beast Zhang Kuang is looking at you!"

Zhao Hai's scream interrupted Lin Yuan's thoughts.

on the rostrum.

After enjoying the cheers of the crowd, Zhang Kuang's gaze turned cold as he locked onto Lin Yuan in the crowd.

He smiled slightly and picked up the microphone again.

"However, although I received the affirmation of my seniors, I also deeply realized that a martial artist must never associate with cowards."

Zhang Kuang pointed at Lin Yuan, his voice suddenly becoming stern and impassioned:

"Lin Yuan! Although you survived by hiding in the sewers, abandoning your teammates in the face of danger, which led to Liu Manman's death, is a disgrace to martial arts!"

"I hereby propose that Lin Yuan's recommendation for admission to the martial arts university be revoked. Such a person does not deserve access to martial arts resources!"

brush!

All eyes were once again focused on Lin Yuan, filled with disgust and condemnation.

"Yes! Squad Leader Zhang is right! This kind of scum should be expelled!"

"Get him out of the martial arts class!"

Hearing the impassioned shouts from the audience, the dean of students, his face ashen, took the microphone and coldly announced:

"We at Gaowu No. 1 High School will never waste our precious resources on a coward!"

"Tomorrow is the entrance qualification test for the 'Starry Sky Training Camp,' and the passing score is the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm! Lin Yuan, if you don't even reach the passing score tomorrow, not only will your university recommendation be revoked, but you'll also be kicked out of the martial arts class and sent to the logistics department to clean toilets!"

The entire audience erupted in gloating laughter.

Everyone knows that Lin Yuan has been stuck at the first level of the Qi and Blood Realm for three whole years. With less than twenty-four hours left until tomorrow's test, even if he took a magic pill on the spot, it would be impossible for him to leap two realms to reach the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm.

This is tantamount to sentencing Lin Yuan to death!

Zhang Kuang looked down at Lin Yuan with an undisguised sneer on his lips.

Once tomorrow is over, this eyesore of a bug will be completely crushed into the mud and will never be able to rise again.

"It's over, it's all over..."

In the crowd, Zhao Hai, sweating profusely, gripped Lin Yuan's arm tightly, gritting his teeth in anguish, and said, "Yuan, come to my house tonight. I'll steal my dad's heirloom 'Bloodthirsty Pill' for you to eat. We have to get through tomorrow no matter what!"

However, Lin Yuan, who was at the center of everyone's condemnation, was infuriatingly calm at this moment.

He did not refute the arrogant framing, nor did he feel despair because of the dean's "death sentence".

Lin Yuan simply withdrew his gaze, and through the faded school uniform pocket, gently touched the cold metal black card inside, as well as the dozens of high-level alien beast crystal cores.

"Level 3 of the Qi and Blood Realm..."

Lin Yuan lowered his head, his long bangs obscuring the darkness in his eyes.

He didn't care at all whether he would be kicked out of the martial arts class tomorrow.

His only headache right now is—

After spending those millions of Federal Dollars on the underground black market tonight and letting the system devour and compress them again, how exactly should I control that immeasurable mass in tomorrow's test to "just" achieve a score of the third level of the Qi and Blood Realm...?

Instead of smashing that million-dollar testing machine and the entire teaching building to dust with a single punch?